Amid suspicion and murderous intent, the ward also fell into a suffocating silence.
In the silent atmosphere, Yin Li trimmed Zhao Xin's hair into a short, unkempt style with difficulty and quickly switched everyone's meal boxes before pushing the cart and leaving the ward with Xiong Xuan.
Once the door closed, the room was filled with solemnity.
This made the sounds of two people swallowing exceptionally noticeable.
Looking towards the noise, Li Qingming and Chen Xuejian had already taken their respective medicines.
"?" Hu Zirui immediately glared furiously, "Chen Xuejian is one thing, but where the hell did that bastard get the medicine?!"
"From the first day, Xiong Xuan gave him an extra box of medicine," Zhao Xin pressed his hand down irritably, "Can't you think before you speak? Just be honest for once and stop obsessing over it."
